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My friends hot mom

Fish 770 on Sex Stories

She was that hot. I noticed how hard i was and how hot she looked in her black satin bathrobe. Mrs. Benson was my friends mom, but boy was she hot!

As the clock on the wall told us it was 12:30 am, we decided it was time to go to bed. Mrs. Benson turned off the TV and her light. I reached to turn mine off and it didnt. Mrs Benson smiled at me and said,

"That lamp is different, you need to turn it off like this......."

She leaned over me and as she did her robe came undone and i saw that she was only wearing a black satin bra and panties under the robe. She, with her hand half over to the light noticed where I was looking.

Instead of covering herself up, she opened her robe a bit wider. My eyes must have bugged out because she jiggled her breasts.

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"I know you like me. The way you stare at me when nobody else is looking." Said Mrs. Benson.

"I........" I Stammered.

Smiling again she slid her left arm off her hips and toward me. (I was on the right side of the bed she, on the left had rolled onto her right side and was facing me) I stared at her smooth hand.

Mrs. Benson was in her early thirties. She had Blonde hair that fell to her elbows, and had a thin, curvy body with bit tits and ass. She liked to dress like a younger woman however, in tight jeans and small sweaters and stuff.

"Michael, you know Mr. Benson is eight years older than me. He really isint exciting anymore......we havent......you know........for awhile now and........I dont know......you just seem hottish to me. If you want to........we can.........you know.......but just dont tell anybody!"

I stared in disbelief. It was as if one of my fantasies had come true! I put my right hand on her left and I stared her right in the blue eyes.

"SURE!"I yelled.

Mrs. Benson smiled and removed her robe. I removed my shirt. She lay on her back, her large tits still wobbling even though they were in a tight bra. I placed the middle finger of my left hand on Mrs. Benson's lower abdomen, then lower, and under the waistband of her panties. She began to breathe faster and faster as my finger approached its destination.

I felt my fingers slide over her large smooth pussy lips. Mrs. Benson was breathing heavily and fast from her mouth, as my finger slid in the opening, she moaned and i felt her vaginal muscles tighten. I slid my finger in to the next knuckle on it, and she moaned louder, i could feel her pussy getting wetter as i proceeded up her love tunnel.

Her hands came up on my shoulders and said,

"FINGER FUCK ME YOU KNOW YOU WANNA!!!" and gladly I proceeded to move my finger rapidly up and down inside her panties. I felt her about to cum and i pulled my finger out in time to pull off her panties and watch the clearish fluid dribble out. It seemed to come and come and go on and on. I watched the sheets get damp and I noticed how open and vulnerable she looked now. I reached for the front opening on her bra and unclasped it. Her monsterous tits were unleashed and i knew what to do. I pulled off my boxers and i collapsed against her. I fondled her breasts and nipples as the large brown nipples grew large and hard. I got up, and slowly inserted my penis into her hole. She moaned and moaned happily and cummed again. I felt my dick tighten and seem to grow warmer from the inside out as i cummed into her.

She pulled my dick out and sucked it. She licked the cum and precum off it and then i inserted my dick again and began to hump her like crazy. The bed creaked, the floor groaned and she yelled a mad yell of pleasure and exhileration. Our sweat dribbled down our bodies and met around our loins. She was having a better time than Mr. Benson could have given her in a million years. Later we cleaned up both our puddles of cum and got into bed nude where we lay feeling each other through out the night, unfortunately this only brought more cum but we didnt care just laying in the dark.

My friend and his father never found out what Mrs. benson and i did that night. We occasionally meet in a bathroom or something and i might pop a load in her once in awhile, and still nobody knows......................

A made and her master

natasha1 on Sex Stories

A made and her master... 

 
I was still a girl, young and a very poor when my father sent me to earn some money to help feed our big family, my 3 sisters and a brother...I heard the count, from the nearest village, sir Tomas - the evil count they called him - apparently needed a servant to help with the chores around the mansion, so fortunately I was offered the job...The sun was just
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rinsing the morning I was brushing my long red hair, preparing myself for the interview with my future employer...I stood before the door hesitating, when I finally found the way through the woods to this big scary house…was a bit muddy cause it had rained last night and had a few leaves in my hair, but guessed the count wouldn’t care so much about his made appearance...and I wasn’t wrong either...When I knocked on the big wooden door and a tall, dark, angry looking gentleman appeared before me...as I presumed he didn’t even look at me and already he started giving me instructions about keeping the house clean and tidy and about always being on time, and that he especially doesn’t stand  incompetence and clumsiness...the same morning he rang for his morning tea...I ran to make tea so I wouldn’t make my master angry waiting...I peeked through the door of the big living room.. he was sitting in his comfy chair with his legs crossed...I started walking towards him, nervously, and ass I knew it would, the unforgivable happened, I stepped on my long skirt, the tea fell out of my hands and spilled itself directly into masters lap...ohhh my good, I became red in my face in an instant...he started screaming at me, calling me names, like illiterate, clumsy ,stupid girl...I was embarrassed and scared, but not scared of him, I was afraid I would loose my job and wouldn’t be able to help my family...so I just said: ” I am sorry sir, it wont happen again it was so unprofessional of me, I will bring u a new cup of tee in a minute, can I excuse myself to gather my thoughts? ”... I could see he was surprised of my dearness so he finally looked at my face. To my surprise - although I was young and innocent - I could read from his face that he had impure thoughts about me…He said: ”bring that tea already and live me be u incompetent made, and prepare my horse I am going ridding” he shouted.. I left the room as he ordered and went to the stables...he was back late that night,...I was still in the stables brushing the other horses when he made his appearance quietly, but still looked full of anger...he said, what are u doing here, u should be preparing me dinner! Yes sir I was just about too, I wanted it to be fresh and warm foe you, so I waited for u to come back...He shouted: “ohh u have the nerve to talk back at me, u peasant little whore.” He pushed me into the wall, I was stunned! He lifted up my skirt and forced him self on me...he fucked me hard, strong, violent, like he was ashamed of fucking a girl out of his class but it seemed like that aroused him even more…he touched my breasts like they’ve never been touched before, I liked it...ohhh how I liked it.. I started shouting, ohhh master take me, ohh yes, no one has ever done that to me in that way,...take me,...I humble before u, do to me whatever u like...so he said: “turn around my servant and serve me”...he knelled me down and he stuck his manhood into my mouth and was still touching my breasts strongly.. while he was roughly rubbing his enormous penis into my breasts he was sticking his fingers into my  teeth for me to bite…again he put his big, fat thing it into my mouth and my lips where already pumped and prepared to take it…”lick it u poor girl, suck it” he said ...I was burning with desire...I was never taken that way...again he lifted me up and threw me on a old wooden tool box. Pull up your legs, he said...I want to fuck u, I am your master and u do as I please,...get it?...I get it master I said and lifted  up my skirt and pulled up my legs,...and sighed...shut up he said, you are not here to talk...my skin was all red cause he was slapping me all over, ohhh how I was aroused, but had to be quiet if I wanted to be fucked...he fucked me over and over again in all possible ways. It was like he couldn’t get enough of me and I didn’t mind ;-) he finally came into my mouth and splattered all over me...we were both all drained out...the next day he acted like that never happened, I was afraid he wont take me again...but on the same evening that day, after his horseback riding he forced himself on me again...and the night after that, and the night after... and so on we fucked like animals...and we still lead that life, I am still his made, he looks after me financially, I can look after my family, but at night I am his wife, in bed or in the stables, or in the grass I don’t care, just ass long as he still fukcs me ass he does...the end..